Mortals meet Demigods

Amanda

It seems insane that after everything I've been through, the most normal thing in my entire life is the thing none of my friends believe. Not that they know about any of the demigod stuff. But I mean, seriously? Is it that hard to believe I have a boyfriend?

Let me start over. I'm Annabeth. I'm guessing from the fact that you're reading this that you already know who...or what, I am. I go to Modern Liberty, a co-ed boarding school in New York City. As you probably already know, I'm pretty damn happy with my current living arrangements. I mean, come on. I live a block away from my boyfriend and just a little bit further from my job. It's easy to spend late nights with Percy and stressful weekends up at Olympus.

Percy and I have been dating for 2 years. We've been through a ton together. We're not like a normal couple. We're soul mates. We're forever.

But when the girls are all lying around giggling about their crushes (can you believe they're not Aphrodite girls? Me neither.) And I tell them I already have the most amazing boyfriend in the world, it's like I'm suddenly a little girl, playing pretend in a fantasy world. Eventually I give up and start on homework or designs for Olympus.

Thank gods, today is the last day of the second semester and I'm out of her for the summer. I'll be spending week days at camp, then driving home to work, sleeping at Sally's with Percy, and then heading back up to camp. It's stressful and crazy but I honestly can't wait. I decided not to tell my friends who's coming to pick me up. It would only result in more sympathetic looks and an annoying line of girls behind me while I wait to get out of here to see if I really am telling the truth.

My bags are packed, and I'm ready to go. There are only 6 hours left before I'm free for the summer. I leave for breakfast with my roommate Amanda. 5 hours later we sit in Math, last period of the day. I can feel my heart beating to the ticking of the clock.

"You must have this entire packet completed before you begin math next year. Try not to lose too many brain cells this summer." Mrs. Elsry really is a ray of sunshine. Mid 50s, divorced, addicted to tacky jewelry and cheap makeup. We all try not to pay too much attention to her. It'll only give everyone nightmares. Seriously, it's that bad.

But in just a minute I'll be finished with her. I go into overdrive excitement when the class starts counting down. 1 1! Everyone cheers and jumps up, hugging their friends and flipping off their enemies behind their backs. I hug my friends who live in different buildings before grabbing Amanda's hand and pulling her back to the dorms with me.

"Come on, I want you to be there when I leave. I don't want to say goodbye yet." Amanda and I have become sisters this past year. She's my best friend from Modern Liberty, and I love her to death. She laughs, running along with me until we reach the dorm. I get my stuff ready to bring down while she sits on the window seat.

"Holy. Hot. Shit." I hear from her side of the room.

"What?" I look up, confused.

"Come look out the window. On a scale of 1-10, this guy is a 69 (teehee see what I did there? I'm so immature. Sorry, back to the story.) Walking towards the window I sit beside her, trying to see what she does.

"Where?"

"Right there!" She points. "Ridiculous right? Ugh, no! Sloane already got to him. No fair!" Sloane was resident hottie, bitch, slut, barbie of Modern Liberty. And sure enough, there she is, flirting to death with my Percy.

"Eh, he's ok." I say, sounding nonchalant. Percy can handle himself. I'm not worried...Yet. "Ok, I'm good. Let's go!"

"I'm so sad to be away from you for so long!" We begin walking towards the elevator.